When the sixth palm of the tomb stretched out his blood-dripping palm, Fang Yue didn't make another move, but quietly waited for the things inside to crawl out.

After stretching out the palm of the bloodied hand, there was a louder movement under the grave bag, and after a while, the turf on the grave was pushed open, and a man covered in blood crawled out from underneath.

This bloody man, soaked in blood, kept dripping blood, and every step he took was a bloody footprint.

Its head was covered in blood, and its face looked a little blurry.

An eerie chill, centered on it, permeated it.

"Ghost, ghost crawled out."

Zhang Tianbao was extremely panicked, if it weren't for Fang Yue's presence, just seeing this terrifying scene would scare him half to death.

"Stand back."

Fang Yue didn't have any fear of these ghosts, in his eyes, these were all merit points.

Zhang Tianbao hurriedly ran away and hid aside.

The bloody man who crawled out of the grave was leaping towards Fang step by step.

It kept dripping blood, like a drenched person, dripping water from its body.

Fang Yue raised his sword and slashed at the bloody man.

The sword qi was like rain, and the spots fell.

"Poof."

Countless subtle sounds of sword qi entering the flesh sounded, and before the bloody man could get close to Fang Yue, his body was torn to pieces by the sword qi.

The strange thing is that this bloody man has no bones on his body, only flesh and blood.

Moreover, after those flesh and blood were torn apart by the sword qi, they burst into all directions, and immediately melted, turning into bits of blood and water, scattered on the branches and grass leaves.

Stained all around with a verdant glow, with specks of blood red.

Zhang Tianbao breathed a sigh of relief, patted his heart with his hand, and wanted to walk over to Fang Yue.

In his mind, this bloody man was also the same as the two monsters in front of him, and was solved by Fang Yue.

"Don't come here yet."

Fang Yue's voice sounded, causing Zhang Tianbao's footsteps to stop.

Sure enough, the next moment, another bloody man crawled out from under the grave.

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth......

Under that small grave, there was a steady stream of bloody people crawling out.

"Is the real ghost the grave?"

Fang Yue's eyes stared at the small tomb that was constantly bubbling with blood and crawling with blood, a hundred-year-old ghost-level ghost thing, it was indeed a little special.

The bloody people who crawled out from under the grave all hobbled towards Fang Yue.

Fang Yue noticed one thing, that is, there was not a single bloody person who went to Zhang Tianbao in the distance.

"Is it because I'm close, Zhang Tianbao is far away, or other reasons."

Fang Yue pondered in his heart, he had encountered three ghosts along the way, and Zhang Tianbao said that when he came out, he didn't encounter anything.

There's something weird about that.

Fang Yue thought as he made a move, a sword and a bloody man.

However, he specially let a bloody man come over, and when the bloody man approached, he raised his long sword and threw the bloody man a few feet behind him.

Zhang Tianbao was taken aback, because the bloody man who was thrown over was lying not far from him.

The bloody man struggled and got up from the ground.

It was dripping blood, and it looked terrifying.

Zhang Tianbao was frightened and wanted to run, but his hands and feet were sore and he didn't obey the call, and shouted in fright: "Fang Shaoxia, help!"

After Fang Yue threw the bloody man over, he kept paying attention to Zhang Tianbao's movements.

But after seeing the bloody man get up from the ground, he ignored Zhang Tianbao, who was close at hand, and still staggered towards Fang Yue.

"Won't be attacked by goblins?"

Fang Yue glanced at Zhang Tianbao deeply, there seemed to be some secret in the villagers of Anyin Village.

With a sword in his hand, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, crushing the approaching bloody people, and then exerting light skills, he jumped up and landed lightly on a big tree near the tomb.

As for the grassy ground near the grave, it was already covered with blood spilling from the grave, and there was no place to stay.

Bloody people were still crawling out of the grave, and under that small grave bag, there seemed to be countless bloody people buried.

Fang Yue didn't have time to entangle with it, the bloody people were almost inexhaustible, wasting the innate true qi in his body, it was better to solve this tomb once and for all.

A hundred-year-old ghost-level ghost thing is worth tens of thousands of merit points.

Fang Yue took a deep breath and gathered the innate true qi in the Dantian Purple Mansion into his right hand.

The next moment, he stood on the tree and slapped his palm down on the grave that was still bleeding.

There was a sound of "boom", and this flame palm, which gathered Fang Yue's full strength, reached the level of the late innate stage, and directly knocked half of the tomb bag down.

There were terrible screams from the grave, and blood spilled out like flowing water.

Fang Yue took a deep breath and slapped it with a palm.

After more than a dozen palms in succession, the entire tomb was almost flattened by the flame palms, and there was a mess all around, and the grass on it was scorched black.

The black gas kept escaping.

"Merit +35600."

Fang Yue got the hint of the merit system in his mind, and knew that this ghost thing had been shot to death.

He took off the purple jade gourd on his waist and collected the resentment of heaven and earth that escaped from the grave bag.

The tomb bag is the body of this ghost.

Hanging the purple jade gourd back on his waist, Fang Yue glanced around, except for a messy grave bag, the large pile of blood on the ground was gone.

All the things before, like an illusion.

……

The two continued to walk on the mountain road.

Zhang Tianbao was cautious along the way, and as soon as there was a stir, he hurriedly looked around.

encountered ghosts three times in a row, and he couldn't help but be nervous.

Even if Fang Yue told him that the villagers of their Anyin Village would probably not be attacked by ghosts for some special reasons.

Zhang Tianbao still looked nervous on the road.

After walking another mountain road.

"Our village is on the hill ahead, and we'll be there soon."

Zhang Tianbao pointed to a green mountain in the distance, and said to Fang Yue.

His expression at the moment was both the excitement of returning home and the fear of a strange death in the mountain village.

As soon as they hear the call, the villagers will die silently a few days later.

No one knows if it will be their turn next.

"Fang Shaoxia, you will definitely be able to save our village, right?"

Zhang Tianbao looked at Fang Yue expectantly, Fang Yue's performance along the way gave Zhang Tianbao a lot of confidence.

No matter how powerful and weird the ghost was, it seemed that it could be slapped to death by Fang Yue with a few palms.

Fang Yue didn't speak, and he couldn't guarantee this kind of thing.

There are all kinds of ghosts and all kinds of things in this world, and there are many more powerful than him.

Along the way, he encountered a few ghosts, and the third time he encountered was a hundred-year-old ghost-level, which made Fang Yue have an ominous premonition.

Moreover, from the direction of the green mountain that Zhang Tianbao pointed to, from such a distance, Fang Yue also felt the existence of Yin Qi.

"See you."

Fang Yue thought silently in his heart, and a simple brass mirror appeared in his hand.

At this moment, it is necessary to get close to Anyin Village, and there should be enough causal entanglement to be spied on with a brass mirror.

"Sacrifice."

Fang Yue decided to take a look at the scene in the village first, and he felt that something was wrong with that place.

With the consumption of merit points, the picture of Anyin Village appeared on the brass mirror.

The picture moved, and the more he looked at it, the more Fang Yue's face sank.

Because the village was full of corpses, and there was not a single living person.

In the entire Anyin Village, except for Zhang Tianbao who ran out, the people in the village were all dead.

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